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The Expedition of Humphry Clinker

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THE EXPEDITION OF HUMPHRY CLINKER 25<br />

account, but for the sake <strong>of</strong> my niece, Liddy, who is like to relapse.<br />

<strong>The</strong> poor creature fell into a fit yesterday, while I was cheapening<br />

a pair <strong>of</strong> spectacles, with a Jew-pedlar.—I am afraid there is some-<br />

thing still lurking in that little heart <strong>of</strong> her’s; which I hope a change<br />

<strong>of</strong> objects will remove. Let me know what you think <strong>of</strong> this half-<br />

witted Doctor’s impertinent, ridiculous, and absurd notion <strong>of</strong> my<br />

disorder—So far from being dropsical, I am as lank in the belly as<br />

a grey-hound; and, by measuring my ancle with a pack-thread,<br />

I find the swelling subsides every day—From such doctors, good<br />

Lord deliver us!—I have not yet taken any lodgings in Bath; be-<br />

cause there we can be accommodated at a minute’s warning, and<br />

I shall choose for myself—I need not say your directions for drink-<br />

ing and bathing will be agreeable to,<br />

Dear Lewis,<br />

yours ever,<br />

MAT. BRAMBLE<br />

P. S. I forgot to tell you, that my right ancle pits, a symptom, as<br />

I take it, <strong>of</strong> its being oedematous, not leucophlegmatic.<br />

To Miss LET T Y WILLIS, at Gloucester<br />

Hot Well, April 21<br />

MY DEAR LETTY,<br />

I DID not intend to trouble you again, till we should be settled at<br />

Bath; but having the occasion <strong>of</strong> Jarvis, I could not let it slip,<br />

especially as I have something extraordinary to communicate—<br />

O, my dear companion! What shall I tell you? for several days past<br />

there was a Jew-looking man, that plied at the Wells with a box <strong>of</strong><br />

spectacles; and he always eyed me so earnestly, that I began to be<br />

very uneasy. At last, he came to our lodgings at Clifton, and<br />

lingered about the door, as if he wanted to speak to somebody—I<br />

was seized with an odd kind <strong>of</strong> fluttering, and begged Win to throw<br />

herself in his way: but the poor girl has weak nerves, and was<br />

afraid <strong>of</strong> his beard. My uncle, having occasion for new glasses,<br />

called him up stairs, and was trying a pair <strong>of</strong> spectacles, when the<br />

man, advancing to me, said, in a whisper—O gracious! what d’ye<br />

think he said?—‘I am Wilson!’ His features struck me that very

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